4th floor common room: Sunday Morning

[lovechildblair]

Blair had gone to eat a sandwich from the fridge and almost bit into mold. So he decided that it was time for the fridge to be cleaned out and the food tested for edibility. Figuring that breakfast was something that everyone enjoyed, he started cooking. He did find some eggs but the rest of breakfast was a weird mix of leftover pizza, sandwiches,

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[akira_chan1]

Five-year-old Akira toddled into the 4th Floor Common Room. People! Food!

[winglove]

Yukio was eying the other half-Japanese kid critically. But he didn't even have wings. Psssshhh.

[akira_chan1]

Akira waved at the other half-Japanese kid. Wings?

[winglove]

Which Yukio didn't have out right now, but would use as a trump card if needed. Instead of waving back, though, Yukio bowed, like his mommy had taught him to do.

[akira_chan1]

Akira bowed as well, wondering if this kid knew Japanese. "//Hello.//"

[winglove]

He did, but his ability to vocalize was still pretty premature beyond a few things. //"Hewwo. My name's Yukio..."//

[akira_chan1]

"//I am Akira Mizuno.//"

[winglove]

And, now that they were properly introduced, Yukio figured he'd made a friend and hugged Mizuno-san.

[akira_chan1]

Akira hugged back, wanting cookies. Cuz friends mean cookies.